Born in a time of war and grief
In a time of pain
She saw her land was not her own
It was under English reign
She heard a voice from above
The voice of her dear Lord
He told her to take back her land
With blood and with sword
She was known for courage great
She would never flee
Her King sent her to Orleans
And she won the victory
She was taken prisoner
Near the town of Compiegne
She was taken there before the court
And was tried for heresy
She heard a voice from above
The voice of her dear Lord
He told her to take back her land
With blood and with sword
She was a nation's own hero
At the age of seventeen
But two years later then she died
With a grace so seldom seen
When they tied her to the stake
And lit the raging flame
For then her body they could kill
But never kill her name
She heard a voice from above
The voice of her dear Lord
He told her to take back her land
With blood and with sword
He told her to take back her land
With blood and with sword
With blood and with sword
With blood and with sword